VacantA Poem by VijuLove, Alt, F4Be the mood I am describing As masks tile one upon the other Be what I want you to be. Leave your face on the floor of your apartment. Shut the door loudly On its (your) sad face. Then, Come to me As a naked new-born Let me show you the ways of being, living, loving and making love. Then when I want my peace I flick my fingers And you disappear Like a closed 'window' You, the object of my desires Shall then cease to exist my love.
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Added on April 29, 2008Last Updated on August 17, 2013 AuthorVijuAbout23 years male Aspirant writer. Hasn't done any serious writing for such a long time Reading and bookmarking innumerable sites on writing. But never actually writing anything. I am not even writing tr.. more..Writing
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